Monday, April 13, 2009

So Long Before

"I can't hear the music"
On her hands and her knees, ears laid against
The ground
Feeling the vibrations around her she fell
It must have been that poisonous liquid
That made her stomach swell

Dread encased her skin,
Hiding the burn. The ache.
The guilt of her sin.

To the needle she caressed
Give me a case of the sleeping sickness.
The spiderwebs in the wall. Glared.
Drinking in her pain,
...'i wish the winter would go away'
She wished she would .......go away

To leave into the real world
Rob some sunlight.
Inject true feeling into her blood
Balmy nights go to waste
Synethic emotion, grips her
Veins.

Up he up there was laughing at her
She climbed up the wall
Spleen pumping blood quicker then her
Arm bled.
Down the end of the room
Her needle set the scene
Of where she punctured her arm so hard
She couldn't stop the bleed.

They were laughing at her!
The family portraits. Faces of those
She had long neglect.

Her hallucinations were etched
with a memory of before.
So long before.

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